At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

She didn't do anything, she just told Uncle Tingjiang everything she knew, that's all.

Xie Qilin wanted to take the scientific examination. Not to mention that there was no door, she also had to nail the windows!

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The sun sets behind the green mountains, and the twilight dyes the peach branches.

The Xie family was bidding farewell to the Qian family in front of the door, and the small courtyard that had been busy all day finally became quiet. A few birds on the branches are still singing, as if they still have something to say.

There were also members of the Xie clan and some well-known villagers in the courtyard who were invited to stay, saying that they would discuss something later.

Xie Mingcheng followed behind his brother and served tea to each uncle and aunt. His face turned red as the adults teased him.

"Mingcheng, do you know what your second uncle is doing?"

Mingcheng shook his head.

"Then do you know which pastry shop in the city sells the best pastries?"

Mingcheng thought carefully and replied, "I think the osmanthus cake made by Grandma Osmanthus is the most delicious."

Xie Tingjiang came back from seeing off his guests and patted Xie Mingcheng's head with a smile. "I want to set up a school in the village, so I just wanted to ask your opinions."

Xie Chunxi lay facelessly on the bench and said without thinking: "What's the point of asking? Brother Tingjiang, you are more knowledgeable than me. If you ask me, you deserve to be a master in the county college."

After finishing speaking, I suddenly remembered that Xie Tingjiang could not take part in the imperial examination, but most of the appointments of concubines in the college depended on their status.

There was no movement in Xie Tingjiang's eyes after hearing this, except for the many scars on his face. It was better than those who died on the battlefield in Liangzhou.

Xie Hong also said: "Yes, Ting Jiang, everyone knows your knowledge. You can do whatever you want. Who dares to object to me and beat him until his teeth are all over the floor."

Xie Tingjiang thought for a moment and then said: "I want to set up a school that women can attend."

The air suddenly became quiet, and Xie Yuheng looked at her father in disbelief.

In this feudal dynasty, women were not allowed to take the imperial examinations. Being able to read and understand would broaden a woman's horizons. This was a feat for her father.

Xie Tingjiang continued: "The ancients said that 'men and women sit on separate tables for seven years.' Most people in the village who are related to each other do not pay attention to such details."

Gu stood up and asked with a trembling voice: "Then my Yunhua family can study openly and openly in the school."

Xie Yunhua, who was standing behind her, also looked at Xie Tingjiang expectantly.

Xie Tingjiang nodded, and Mrs. Gu burst into tears when she saw this, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

She was originally the daughter of a talented scholar in the county. She loved reading books since she was a child, but her mother wouldn't let her read them. She believed that it was virtue for a woman to have no talent.

Later, her brother failed the county exam many times, and her father refused to let her read it. He thought it was because she was restraining her brother from reading books that he failed.

He married her casually, but fortunately Xie Laigui was a good person. After getting married, he knew that she liked reading and bought her many books.

Later, the two had a child, and Xie Zhushu was a boy and could be sent to the county school.

She asked Zhushu to come back and teach his sister Yunhua after studying every day. Xie Zhushu barely understood some of the books, so the two children went to the ditch to learn together.

Xie Chunxi stood up from the bench and said, "That's a good relationship. I'll send you my knowledge later, which will save me the trouble of teaching myself."

Ye Pingsheng was a little moved. His family was not short of money. But there is a shortage of boys.

His wife, Shi, was injured when she gave birth to her little daughter and she might not be able to get pregnant again. She really had nothing to do with her money. I plan to have my eldest daughter find a home-based son-in-law in the future. If he can read and understand, the couple will feel more at ease after a hundred years.

Guihua's mother-in-law Liu couldn't help but be a little moved, but she had already provided for her second grandson to study in the county, so it might be difficult to provide for her younger granddaughter. After pondering for a long time, he finally asked: "Tingjiang boy, how much does it cost to repair this year..."

Everyone present also looked at Xie Tingjiang. The county college gave him five taels of silver a year, and if he lived in the college, he would get another two taels. But I don’t live in a college, and it takes more than two hours to go back and forth every day. It’s common to miss teachers’ classes during heavy rains.

In addition, you need to buy eight sets of bachelor's uniforms from the college, which costs 2 taels of silver, not to mention the daily purchase of pens, inks, paper and inkstones. If you just rely on digging in the soil for food, it is impossible to afford a scholar to go to college.

Of course, there are cheaper schools that are available three or four times a year, and you don’t need to buy bachelor’s uniforms. They are all opened by old students who will never be able to pass the exam and can only teach children how to read through Mongolian education.

Xie Tingjiang's fingers gently roamed the surface of the tea cup, feeling the temperature of his fingertips. He paused for a long time and said, "One or two is enough. If you are too naughty, I won't accept it."

"One or two!" everyone said in unison.

"Why are you still sitting here? Tingjiang, tell me where the school is to be built. Let's dig the foundation as soon as possible." Xie Hong said anxiously. His family didn't have much money, so he thought nothing would happen to him.

"That's right." Others were impatient. Once they could read, they wouldn't have to dig in the dirt to eat in the wind and rain. Not only would they be able to become a scholar, they would also be great as accountants or shopkeepers.

Some of them have submitted their studies to county colleges this year and feel regretful. They can only comfort themselves that the county colleges can make connections.

Xie Tingjiang was surrounded by everyone and went out. Meng gently rocked Xiao Yuheng's cradle, thoughtfully in his heart.

Not everyone is willing to send their daughter to school to learn literacy, but what if she wants to learn embroidery...

Not only can it help these women, but for a husband, it can help Xiao Yuheng accumulate contacts in advance.

But now that Xie Yuheng was still young and couldn't live without people, Meng could only put this idea aside for the time being.

The school was finally decided to be in the bamboo forest behind the village, where it was quiet and close to Xie's home.

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Everyone gathered firewood and the flames were high. With the efforts of the villagers, a large bamboo house was built in three days.

At this time, everyone in the village was here to watch the completion of the school. Although it was a little crude, they had their own school in Qinghe Village!

The brothers Xie Laifu and Xie Lagui brought a blank cedar board. The school was as simple as it could be, and it needed a sense of ceremony.

Xie Tingjiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stood in front of the long table and wrote four big characters on the paper with one stroke.

Xie's School.

"Okay!" The Xie clan members applauded.

Lai Fu Lai Gui directly carved, polished and painted it on site. After the villagers walked around the bamboo house and looked around, the plaque was ready.

"A little to the left, yes, yes, higher." Wang Ermazi held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and directed the person who hung the plaque.

After the plaque was hung, everyone always felt that something was missing, but they couldn't tell what it was.

Gu Shi slapped his forehead and left like a gust of wind.

After a while, another gust of wind came. Panting, Gu Shi handed a big red cloth to Xie Laigui, "Cover...cover it."

After the plaque was covered with red cloth, everyone felt, well, that's right.

Wang Ermazi took the lead in teasing Xie Tingjiang to remove the red cloth, and the villagers also shouted: "Xie Tingjiang, Xie Tingjiang."

There was only one person standing in the corner without saying a word, his eyes full of jealousy. This person was Xie Qilin's grandfather, Xie Zhenyang, known as Xie Wu.

I thought that Xie Qilin could take part in the imperial examination and produce a ten-year-old scholar in his family. Useless things could have fallen into the manure pit in the latrine, and now they are still lying on the bed sickly.

Xie Tingjiang held Xiao Yuheng in his arms and invited Patriarch Xie out from the crowd.

Xie Tingjiang's big hand covered her small hand, and Patriarch Xie's old hand was right next to her.

The three of them exerted their strength together, and the red cloth fell slowly, as if some kind of handover of old and new power had been completed.

Xie Yuheng's eyes widened, her powers suddenly upgraded.